Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask
Is life worth living should I myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and worse I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a to snatch
Cops a damn about a negro
Pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a
Give the crack to the kids who the hell
One less mouth on the welfare
First 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each
It's time to back that's what Huey said
Two in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share with other
We gotta makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant
And how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as
But things changed, and the way it is

x2]
That's the way it is
Things will never be the
That's the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is faces
Misplaced makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it to make this
One place, let's erase the wasted
the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'Cause both black and white is smokin' crack
And only time we is when we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each
And although it seems heaven
We ain't ready, to see a President, uhh
It a secret don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled blacks
But some things will never
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the game
Now tell me a mother to do
Bein' real don't to the brother in you
You operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a way
crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well the way it is

x2]

We make a change
It's time for us as a people to makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, change the way we live
And let's change the way we treat other.
You see the old way wasn't working so on us to do
we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes a brother get a little peace
It's war on the and the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on
So the can bother me
And I never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it to you
let 'em jack you up, back you up,
Crack you up and smack you up
You gotta to hold ya own
They get jealous when see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't this
I don't trust this they try to rush I bust this
the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
My mama didn't no fool
And as long as I black I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay
'Cause I always got to 'bout the pay backs
Some buck I roughed up way back
Comin' after all these years
that's the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things will change